So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

At this time, Meng Jin handed Meng Shan a document bound in a golden folder.

Flipping through the file, Mengshan read out loud:

"I, Mu Xiao, died in an accident. I suddenly felt that life is impermanent and family affection is absurd. After careful consideration, I voluntarily entrust Golden Judgment to sell all my real estate and antique collections and donate them to the country for medical research and development."

"In addition, the 800 million yuan in my name will also be divided into several parts and given to my granddaughter and all the grandchildren of the Mu family;"

"The 18% of Mu Group's shares that I hold will all be given to my second son, Mu Tingyang!"

After saying this, Mengshan closed the will.

He calmly looked at Mu Tingyun and Xie Jinghong, whose faces were livid, and said, "Mr. Mu Xiao died in a car accident, so the supplementary agreement will take effect immediately. The second version of the will is the final will."

"This is the original will, with Mr. Mu Xiao's signature and seal. I swear on the honor of the Golden Judgment that this will is absolutely not a forgery."

"Everyone, please come forward for identification."

Upon hearing this, my second uncle and others hurried over to take a closer look.

"That's right! This is indeed my brother's handwriting. His handwriting is not something that most people can imitate."

...

When the second will came into effect, blind Mu Tingyang became the biggest beneficiary, and Mu Xiangyi and Mu Qing also gained some benefits.

Mu Tingyun and Xie Jinghong, on the other hand, didn't get even a single drop of cash.

The faces of the two men were as black as the bottom of a pot, and they exuded a sinister and cold aura.

Mu Tingyang stood in the mourning hall holding a cane, and he also felt incredible at this moment.

Mengshan left after reading the will.

Song Jingcheng didn't stay long and left after watching the farce.

Mu Xiao's will changed again and again, and the news soon spread. When Shen He heard about it, it was already noon that day.

After going to the Mu family, Song Jingcheng felt unlucky and took a bath when he came back.

When Shen He arrived, he had just finished taking a shower and was drying his hair wrapped in a bath towel.

As soon as she entered the room, she asked, "I heard that Mu Xiao's will was published. Did Mu Tingyun really get nothing?"

As soon as she entered the house, she saw a man standing on the balcony, wiping his hair. Shen He subconsciously covered his eyes.

But then I thought, what haven't I seen?

She pretended to be calm, took her hands down, strode towards Song Jingcheng, snatched the towel from his hand, and stood on tiptoe to wipe his hair.

Song Jingcheng sat down on the rattan chair next to him, naturally holding Shen He in his arms and lowering his head to cooperate with her movements.

"I was there when Mengshan read out his will."

Song Jingcheng couldn't help but laugh happily, "My good nephew, you really didn't get anything."

Shen He couldn't help but laugh happily. "Okay!"

"I really didn't expect that Muller would be so cruel."

"The old man did stupid things all his life, but he did a beautiful thing when he died."

Song Jingcheng said: "After all, in the Mu family, the only person who can really make him feel at ease is the second son."

This can be seen from the content of the second will.

"The old man knows that Mu Tingyun hates him and that Xie Jinghong is uncontrollable, so he is taking precautions in advance."

To be honest, when Song Jingcheng heard the second will, he was somewhat impressed by Mu Xiao's methods.

"But when did Mu Laoya find the Golden Judgment?"

Song Jingcheng smiled mysteriously and blew into Shen He's ear. He said, "Nothing is more effective than pillow talk."

"It was me who asked Lin Man to deliberately mention the Golden Judgment to Old Duck Mu. Old Duck is suspicious by nature, and after he saw that something was wrong, he secretly contacted Golden Judgment."

Shen He was full of admiration for Song Jingcheng, "Song Jingcheng, you are really cunning."

but...

"You are harming your good nephew by doing this." Shen He looked at Song Jingcheng suspiciously, not understanding why Song Jingcheng in this life would want to kill Mu Tingyun.

"Just because of what Mu Tingyun did to me, you are completely disappointed?"

Hearing this, Song Jingcheng pinched Shen He's waist and asked him, "Isn't this enough?"

Not to mention the many bad things Mu Tingyun had done to him in his previous life.

Even if nothing happened in the previous life, he deserves retribution just because Mu Tingyun and Qin Yinong teamed up to deceive Shen He.

Shen He smiled, held Song Jingcheng's cheek and kissed him, making a smacking sound.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for seeking justice for me."

Song Jingcheng scratched her waist and tapped her forehead with the tip of his nose, hinting her: "How do you thank me?"

Shen He noticed the man's reaction, her face slightly reddened, and she muttered: "I have to go to work in the afternoon, I'll go first..."

She tried to stand up, but Song Jingcheng held her tightly in his arms.

"Stay with me first."

Song Jingcheng began to kiss her chin and nose, and deliberately bit her ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will take you to the studio later, and we will have afternoon tea first."

Shen He's heart was numb, and he hooked his hands around Song Jingcheng's neck, muttering, "It's broad daylight, how shameless."

Although she said this, her legs were wrapped around Song Jingcheng's waist.

Song Jingcheng hugged her legs, stood up and went into the room, pressed the button to close the automatic curtains, and couldn't wait to put Shen He down on the big bed.

After drinking afternoon tea, Shen He felt weak.

Song Jingcheng invited her to stay for a nap, but Shen He said, "No, I'm going to Xiangcheng to meet Boss Cheng this afternoon and check out the location of the new company."

Men need to sleep and also have to work on their careers.

If you delay your career just to sleep with men, then you will lose your ambition.

Song Jingcheng laughed, "Okay, I'll take you to the airport."

"it is good."

On the way there, Shen He yawned continuously and couldn't help but squint for half an hour.

When she woke up, she thought of something and said to Song Jingcheng, "Although Mu Tingyun is capable, the money he earns is just a drop in the bucket."

"Right now, the Mu family assets have nothing to do with him. He will become a laughing stock in the Qing City business community. What do you think he will do next?"

Song Jingcheng tapped his thigh with his fingertips and said with a long tail: "Don't you still have a short-lived uncle like me?"

Shen He was stunned when he heard this.

Considering that Song Jingcheng had been pretending to be seriously ill recently, Shen He guessed what he was thinking. She leaned close to Song Jingcheng's ear and whispered, "Song Jingcheng, are you testing him?"

The disclosure of Mu Xiao's will would put Mu Tingyun in a difficult situation.

When the wall falls, everyone pushes it. He might even lose his position as the general manager of Mu Group.

By then, wouldn't Song Jingcheng, who had a huge inheritance and was suffering from a serious illness, be the best way for him to make a fortune?

Seeing Shen He pursed her lips nervously and her eyes flickering, Song Jingcheng knew that she had probably guessed the truth.

He did not hide it from Shen He and said frankly: "I am testing him. If he can hold on to the bottom line, I will hand over his evidence to the court, and he can still live in prison."

"If he crosses the line..."

Song Jingcheng didn't continue talking.

But Shen He knew what he meant.

He will do it himself and send Mu Tingyun to hell.

but...

Sorry, Mu Tingyun's head belongs to her.